With my...different...sense of humor, I could have answered "where I am" with "At the library," "At home," or any other boring, unwitty phrase. I also could have given this post a title of "Where I am at," except as an active officer in the Spelling and Grammar Police force, I know better than to write something so grammatically uncorrect.
No, this is me I'm talking about. The only me who will ever be. And thank goodness for that. Just to assure my uniqueness, I've had the blueprints to my mind and body destroyed so that there will never be another me. Not exactly, of course. Someone in China could always try to recreate me, but that'll never work.
Enough stalling. Let's get to the meat of this so far poor excuse of a post. Over the years, I've shared information about my health—physical, mental, financial and so forth, so perhaps this post is more of an update. Eric v2.0 or some such thing. You never know.
At this time, I'm struggling to get back to work. I can't seem to connect with anyone who needs an Eric, and not one of the job agencies has helped me. Isn't it their job to find work for people? Every one of them has told me to my face that my resumé is AWESOME!!1! Fine! Then find me some work. It can't be that hard. There has to be something out there. Even put me to work in an office as "office help." That's the person who makes copies, files or retrieves documents, etc., and it's essential to keeping the office running. I've done that in the past and don't mind doing it again. Anything to get me back to work. I guess when all is said and done, it will happen at some point. But with retirement age creeping closer, it's going to be tough. To be honest, I don't plan to retire. I've spent the last [some number of] years unemployed or underemployed. I don't like having nowhere to go or nothing to do during the day. Some have suggested that I volunteer at some local establishment in need of volunteers, but that brings me to my second problem.
At this time, I'm struggling with my health. It astounds me how many people tell me that their [fill-in-the-blank relative] had or has diabetes and they're doing great! Well, as we say around here, goodie gumdrops! But this disease affects everyone differently, even if they're dealing with the exact same thing that I am. In my case, my eyesight is 20/30—nearly perfect and pretty darned good for a diabetic. I have no issues with my kidneys, my feet, or any of the usual things that we sugar-challenged folks deal with. But my biggest issue is with constant fatigue. This is one thing that many diabetics deal with, and that makes it hard to actively do things that we need to do and used to do fairly easily. At many volunteer positions, they need people who can do manual labor and/or heavy lifting. That's not feasible for me anymore. At one time, I ran circles around almost everyone when I visited an amusement park. My energy level was high and knew no bounds. These days, I almost dread a trip out to my local park, Six Flags Magic Mountain. Back in the day, I all but owned that place. Today, I get about a third of the way around and I'm ready to leave because I'm too pooped out to keep going. And I used to ride for hours. Now I get a couple of rides under my belt, and I'm done for the day. Or maybe even the year. It's also getting harder to ride the big rides that I like. Many people tell me, "Well, you're getting old..." Nonsense! I'm only 60. Some say that's the new 30. A lot of my friends are close to my age and they still zip around like they always have.
I come from a good, Christian family and spent much of my childhood attending church. Once I reached my 20s, church attendance became less important to me despite the fact that I still maintain the beliefs that I grew up with. In some ways, I missed going to church. That really began to bother me, so last year, I began going to the local Baptist church. (I grew up going a Baptist church, so the teachings and people are familiar and I'm comfortable there.) I'm hoping that a reconnection to church and God will open a door or a window (remember, I'm not like regular people) to better health, a job, and many other good things that I need in my life.
Good health, bad health, employed or unemployed, I'm still going to keep up my blog. It doesn't require any hard, manual labor so it doesn't wear me out. That makes it a suitable activity and at times even productive depending on my topic. Welcome to Eric's Planet may be for your amusement or your inconvenience, but it's going to stay around for awhile.
Enough stalling. Let's get to the meat of this so far poor excuse of a post. Over the years, I've shared information about my health—physical, mental, financial and so forth, so perhaps this post is more of an update. Eric v2.0 or some such thing. You never know.
At this time, I'm struggling to get back to work. I can't seem to connect with anyone who needs an Eric, and not one of the job agencies has helped me. Isn't it their job to find work for people? Every one of them has told me to my face that my resumé is AWESOME!!1! Fine! Then find me some work. It can't be that hard. There has to be something out there. Even put me to work in an office as "office help." That's the person who makes copies, files or retrieves documents, etc., and it's essential to keeping the office running. I've done that in the past and don't mind doing it again. Anything to get me back to work. I guess when all is said and done, it will happen at some point. But with retirement age creeping closer, it's going to be tough. To be honest, I don't plan to retire. I've spent the last [some number of] years unemployed or underemployed. I don't like having nowhere to go or nothing to do during the day. Some have suggested that I volunteer at some local establishment in need of volunteers, but that brings me to my second problem.
At this time, I'm struggling with my health. It astounds me how many people tell me that their [fill-in-the-blank relative] had or has diabetes and they're doing great! Well, as we say around here, goodie gumdrops! But this disease affects everyone differently, even if they're dealing with the exact same thing that I am. In my case, my eyesight is 20/30—nearly perfect and pretty darned good for a diabetic. I have no issues with my kidneys, my feet, or any of the usual things that we sugar-challenged folks deal with. But my biggest issue is with constant fatigue. This is one thing that many diabetics deal with, and that makes it hard to actively do things that we need to do and used to do fairly easily. At many volunteer positions, they need people who can do manual labor and/or heavy lifting. That's not feasible for me anymore. At one time, I ran circles around almost everyone when I visited an amusement park. My energy level was high and knew no bounds. These days, I almost dread a trip out to my local park, Six Flags Magic Mountain. Back in the day, I all but owned that place. Today, I get about a third of the way around and I'm ready to leave because I'm too pooped out to keep going. And I used to ride for hours. Now I get a couple of rides under my belt, and I'm done for the day. Or maybe even the year. It's also getting harder to ride the big rides that I like. Many people tell me, "Well, you're getting old..." Nonsense! I'm only 60. Some say that's the new 30. A lot of my friends are close to my age and they still zip around like they always have.
I come from a good, Christian family and spent much of my childhood attending church. Once I reached my 20s, church attendance became less important to me despite the fact that I still maintain the beliefs that I grew up with. In some ways, I missed going to church. That really began to bother me, so last year, I began going to the local Baptist church. (I grew up going a Baptist church, so the teachings and people are familiar and I'm comfortable there.) I'm hoping that a reconnection to church and God will open a door or a window (remember, I'm not like regular people) to better health, a job, and many other good things that I need in my life.
Good health, bad health, employed or unemployed, I'm still going to keep up my blog. It doesn't require any hard, manual labor so it doesn't wear me out. That makes it a suitable activity and at times even productive depending on my topic. Welcome to Eric's Planet may be for your amusement or your inconvenience, but it's going to stay around for awhile.
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